In the theatre of dissection.

I was no more 

a message enveloped;

sliced, opened,

read, screwed,

discarded, wasted.

 

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Andrew... just had outpatient surgery...
closed up with surgical glue... just a little blue... "this too shall pass" and the glue will peel off... truly a poem with an ending of
Losing a part of oneself. truly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

thank you pat yes i agree with your review.

[Norman 223]

But now recycled on these pages.

[andrew mitchell]

indeed norman indeed thank you for stopping by

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, and her lips licked the envelope to seal your deal...

[andrew mitchell]

Hi Jacob yes some do seal the deal lol. Just fictious ramblings

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice use of words my friend. On the cutting table of life. What is left? Thank you Andrew for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[andrew mitchell]

haha Thanks John it is like that!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Andrew.